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Chapter 11

           IfoundLuciointhesmoking-room,anditwashewhofirstsilentlypointedouttometheshortparagraphheaded‘SuicideofaViscount.

           "Itoldyouhewasagoodshot!"hecommented.

           Inodded.SomehowIhadceasedtofeelmuchinterestinthesubject.Myemotionofthepreviouseveninghadapparentlyexhaustedallmystockofsympathyandleftmecoldlyindifferent.Absorbedinmyselfandmyownconcerns,IsatdowntotalkandwasnotlongbeforeIhadgivenafullandcircumstantialaccountofthespectralillusionwhichhadsounpleasantlytroubledmeduringthenight.Luciolistened,smilingoddly.

           "ThatoldTokaywasevidentlytoostrongforyou!"hesaid,whenIhadconcludedmystory.

           "DidyougivemeoldTokay?"Irespondedlaughing"Thenthemysteryisexplained!Iwasalreadyoverwrought,andneedednostimulant.Butwhattrickstheimaginationplaysustobesure!Youhavenoideaofthedistinctmannerinwhichthosethreephantomsassertedthemselves!Theimpressionwasextraordinarilyvivid."

           "Nodoubt!"Andhisdarkeyesstudiedmecuriously."Impressionsoftenareveryvivid.Seewhatamarvellouslyrealimpressionthisworldmakesuponus,forexample!"

           "Ah!Butthentheworldisreal!"Ianswered.

           "Isit?Youacceptitassuch,Idaresay,andthingsareastheyappeartoeachseparateindividual.Notwohumanbeingsthinkalike;hencetheremaybeconflictingopinionsastotherealityornon-realityofthispresentworld.

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